Cowgirls Don't Cry(46)

“Not at all.”


“Good.” He tugged her to her feet, stalking her with another show of masculine grace, backing her down the hallway with such raw possession she could scarcely breathe. No man had ever looked at her like that.

After he shut the bedroom door, she said, “Where’d you go?”


Brandt shucked off his coat. He tossed a box of condoms and an unopened tube of lube on the bed.

“Kept them in my truck. Just in case.” He offered her a shy smile. “I never assumed anything, just wanted you to know that.”


No, like a true gentleman he wouldn’t assume, but like a true boy scout he was prepared. Another little shiver of desire rippled through her. “Oh. Well, we don’t have to use the condoms, if you’d rather skip it. I’m on the pill.”


“Why? When you haven’t…”


“Keeps my cycle regular. But if you’re used to using them, then that’s okay with me.”


“No condoms.” He slowly dragged his hungry gaze over her body with a terse, “On the bed on your hands and knees.”


When Jessie hesitated, Brandt made the warning growl that meant there was no room for argument.

Okay, the big, bad wolf was back. She faced the headboard. The mattress dipped as Brandt joined her.

She flinched when his big hands circled her ankles and widened her stance.

Brandt stilled behind her. “Jess? Am I scaring you?”


“No.”


“Why’d you flinch when I touched you?”


“You surprised me.”


He draped his body over hers—his chest to her back.

“You’re cold.”


“It is November and I was just running outside nekkid.” He brushed aside her hair and kissed the back of her neck.

She shivered.

“Now that’s the kind of shiver I like,” he murmured. “I want you. You ready or do I need lube?”


“I’m ready. Are you ready?”


Brandt answered by sliding into her slowly to the hilt. He continued to pepper warm, soft kisses across the slope of her shoulder.

She savored the sensation. Nothing in the world compared to this heat and fullness and connection.

“I love it when you kiss me like that.”


“I could spend hours kissing every inch of your skin. Next time, I will.”


She turned her head and looked at him when she noticed his body vibrated. “Are you still cold?”


“No.”


“Then why are you shaking?”


“Because I’m tryin’ not to rut on you. I’m not feelin’ real…gentlemanly, if you wanna know the truth.” His lips tickled her ear. “I know this is our first time but it doesn’t change my body wantin’ to f*ck you hard.”


That admission caused a gush of moisture to flood her sex. She moaned.

He sucked in a swift breath. “The thought of me f*cking you hard makes you wet?”


“Everything you’ve done to me so far makes me wet.”


“Reach your arms above your head.”


Jessie pressed the side of her face into the mattress as she gripped the rungs on the headboard.

“Look at you, so goddamn sexy stretched out like that.” His calluses scraped her skin as he swept his hands down the length of her back to circle her hips. He pulled out and slammed back in quickly.